Unbreakable

Chapter Eleven

What is that noise?

I'm abruptly awoken, not by my usual alarm, but a blaring siren.

Something is happening, and it isn't good. I see people dashing from their rooms quickly and form two lines towards the elevators; eight men at a time enter and go towards the exit.

Slash, Wolf and Titan retrieve me. We all are in charge of our own units. We exit through another, secret passage. We reach the top and meet our teams. Everyone gets organized and into battle positions. My group is at the back, and Slash is at the front.

We only attack if needed. Our robots do most of the work. The enemy, however, seems to be prepared and very threatening. It takes Slash and Wolf's teams to finally nullify the the threat. We all go back inside.

Suddenly, Master request me to dress in my presentation outfit and wait in the meeting room. I leave my team in the hands of Titan and rush to do as I'm told.

My presentation outfit is courset and panty set. It's black and silver. The bra part pushes up my tits, and the panties barely cover my privates. Only when I'm requested to wear this do I wear something other than my favourite boots. I put on my high heels with a blade for the heel.

I quickly make my way to the meeting room and kneel next to the "throne" with my head down. Shortly after I get into position, master strides in and sits in his seat. He pats my head and praises me for being a good little pet.

Suddenly, I hear more shuffling and grunts as more people are forced into the room. I hear a gasp and then something I haven't heard in a long time: my name.

"Sapphire!"

"Oh my gosh what happened to you?"

"Are you ok, Saph?"

And finally, "June, baby, are you alright."

Even though I know I shouldn't, I lify my gaze to try and identify the people making this caring comments towards me. I immediately cringe as I realize they are the people in the pictures when I was tortured. These people get me hurt, they mean nothing to me. Why do they sound so concerned for me, though?

Unexpectedly, I'm slapped acrosd the face. I immediately drop my gaze. "Sorry, master."

The people kneeling in front of us gasp and make threats against master. They are so rude!

"She doesn't know who you are and hate you because you cause her pain," Master explains. They become silent, obviously in disbelief of what they just heard It's true, though. My only memory of these people are from those pictures.

"Anyway, I allowed you to come into my lair to show you something," master begins to say. "Pet, kiss my feet."

In my state of confusion I barely hear his instruction. His hand moves to hit me, and I flinch. I move as quickly as physically possible to obey and begin enthusiastically kissing his feet.

"Look up at the one on the left while you do that," master orders me while rubbing my ass. I lift my gaze and my eyes lock on a pair of grey ones. They have hurt and anger behind them. He seems so familiar, but no good can come from trusting them. That is all I know.

My hair is suddenly yanked and I'm lifted back onto my knees. He pushes me to the side of his seat and I take up my presenation position again. He pats my head and continues to talk to the strange people, "You see...you failed her and now I've turned her into what she really is."

"You're sick!" one of them spits out and I wince at the tone they are using.

Master's hand stills on my head and he removes it. Not a moment later he slaps me across the face and grabs me by my throat.

"Come," he demands curtly. I crawl between his legs. He orders me to turn around and face the prisoners. I obey and he pushes down on my back so I'm leaning over and my ass is sticking out for him. "Sorry, pet, you've been good, but our guests have not. It's time to teach them a lesson. You know what to say."

"Please punish me, master, and teach them a lesson," I ask.

"Don't you dare lay one finger on her!" I hear coming from the left. "I swear to god - "

Master interrupts him, all the while kneading my ass. "You're the one doing this to her. You're the one disrespecting me. It's all on you buddy."

He removes his hand and brings it down on my ass. It stings worse than ever before and I yelp. I can't even count the blows as he smacks my ass raw. He doesn't stop and continues to hit me and I hear profanities and death threats coming from the people in front of us, but I don't hear it, I just want this to end.

"Good girl," he praises me, rubbing my ass and soothing the pain a little. "Please leave us. Make sure you crawl out."

"Thank you, master," I say before making my way to the door.

I kneel outside and wait for whatever happens next. I hear yelling, yelping, screaming, growling and the chaos of a fight. Being obedient, however, I keep my head down and wait patiently.

People rush past me and into the room to resolve whatever is going on. Those strangers are definitely bad news. I know master is going to be angry tonight, and even though it's Titan's turn with me, he gets priority. I can only hope he doesn't hurt me too much. If what happened in there is any indication, though, I'm in for a long night.

The noise inside subsides. The door opens and I hear shuffling as if people are being dragged. Shaking me from my daze, a click sounds and I am pulled by a leash attached to my collar. I follow, crawling as fast as I can, and it doesn't take long for us to reach a playroom.

Time to let master relieve his stress and anger. I revel in the fact that I am able to help him in this way. I'm stripped bare and secured on a table, my ass hanging over the edge and my limbs tied to the four legs.

I loud smack resonates through the room.

And so it begins.